hyacintheo
Deciding to move to your deceased grandmother's isolated cottage for the summer came off as a surprise to everyone you told, especially your parents. You didn't exactly have the best memories in that place, but living in the city became less and less appealing, especially now that you're studying botany. You ached to be closer to nature, to develop a lovers' familiarity and let it completely envelop you. At this point of deprivation, you wouldn't mind being suffocated by it.
You didn't ask for nor expect reciprocation; but you would come to learn that you had no option but to accept that nature had been waiting for you as well, and leaving won't be easy this time.
(fem reader!!)